I seem to be on a run of blue-and-gold.
I had no thought but ‘blue and gold’ when I started, but it ended up as communing with a magnificent rooster.
casting about for inspiration, a small b/w photo of Roy Cohn in the latest Vanity Fair caught my eye
odd peoples and their animal friends
Fruits can be reached through a tangle of vines. Some might have thorns.
(I’ve been picking raspberries lately)
I don’t know what’s going on here. Hubby says it’s a weird bird walking through the marsh, and I’m willing to go along with that.
Ruin says stop typing and pay attention to me. It’s a rainy, chilly day so I guess I’ll go along with that for a little while, too.
summer princess featuring new colors of crayon and paint